Under the tricolor, long khaki files of them Through the Étoile, down the Champs Elysées Marched, while grisettes blew their kisses to miles of them, And only the old brushed the tear stains away Out where the crows spread their ominous pinions Shadowing France from Nancy to Fay, Singing they marched 'gainst the Kaiser's gray minions, Singing the song of boyhood at play.
Quand je me jou e« a' ma chatte, qui s c° ait si elle passe son temps de moy plus que je ne fay d'elle? When I play with my cat, who knows whether I do not make her more sport than she makes me?
Quand je me joue à ma chatte, qui sçait si elle passe son temps de moy plus que je ne fay d'elle?Michel de Montaigne
In the Histoire de l'Academie for the year 1725, p. 78, it is stated that when M. du fay was at Strasbourg, M. Jacob Leupold had a pump which threw water in a continuous stream, using only one piston, and that he made a great mystery of it; but that M. du fay immediately stated the reason of it.